Outside, with powerblocks in my hands, German volumetrics on my mind, and Pandora in my ear, I notice: trees, grass, weeds – all around me – are adding mass, stretching upwards in an endless sun salutation, growing their protean bodyminds.
Life is a thinking, feeling, sensing muscle.
No life without growth (or change) of some kind.
Somov, P. (2012). Protean Nature. Psych Central. Retrieved on November 27, 2015, from http://blogs.psychcentral.com/mindful-living/2012/08/muscle-of-life/